The Delivery

The young married couple's big day had arrived.

She was in the Delivery room. Her husband, Robert, sat next to her,

holding her hand, giving her moral support and wiping her brow

occasionally.

The Nurse, realising that the moment is at hand cried

" Push, honey, push hard, now , we are almost there ,just a little bit

more to go !"she cried urgently.

The young wife, sweat pouring down her face, with painful moans

and cries, pushed harder.

'You can do it, honey, push! push!" urged the husband, squeezing her

hand tightly. “It’s coming.”

The baby's head emerged slowly , ever so slowly. Then

suddenly, all of the attendants  including the husband gasped !

'What is it, Robert? what's the matter?' cried the wife anxiously, seeing

the startled expressions on the faces around her.

Robert turned white as a sheet staring at the infant

"It's the baby, Martha " stammered the husband, trembling.

'The baby?" she asked, her face a mask of apprehension," What, what do

you mean, Robert, what's the matter with our baby?".

'It hasn't got a mouth!" He replied in total shock and horror.